Chapter 200 Blackmail
Zhen Yuanzi had nothing to say when Chang Hao refused. After all, Styx had only asked him to deliver a message, and Styx should know whether it would succeed or not.
"Zhen Yuanzi, you have done your best to convey the message. Don't worry, the Blood Sea will be fine." Chang Hao estimated that with the Dragon King in charge of the Four Seas, no one could break through his blockade.
With Zhen Yuanzi keeping a close eye on Lishan, and judging from the fact that the Styx River will also help later, there should be no major problems.
"Please bear with me in the future, Zhen Yuanzi. The array in this main hall is always in place, so please keep an eye on it, Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi," Chang Hao said, in a good mood after successfully finding a helper. "Soon, you will have an old acquaintance to help you."
Zhen Yuanzi wondered to himself, "An old acquaintance of his? Who could it be? Those who have crossed paths with him already occupy half of this main hall."
The rest... probably aren't any good either. Would they really be willing to do their best to help humanity overcome this calamity?
With the bright moon high in the sky, Chang Hao avoided the people of Lishan and stood on a hilltop near Lishan, waving the Demon-Summoning Banner.
Kunpeng, who was waiting in the Demon Court for the Demon Emperor to return from Zixiao Palace, was terrified. In the end, he could not stop the Demon-Summoning Banner and flew to the vicinity of Lishan with a dusty and dirty face.
"Fellow Daoist Chang Hao, what are you doing? Don't forget how kind my clan's Donghuang Taiyi was to you. Do you really want to be an enemy of the demon race?" Kunpeng was terrified.
His fears came true; Nuwa, the sage of the demon race, really did sabotage them behind their backs by giving the Demon-Summoning Banner to an outsider.
Chang Hao: "Kunpeng, let's be frank. I know you've always been resentful that Dijun forced you to join the demon race."
Kunpeng opened his mouth, trying to argue.
Chang Hao raised his hand to stop him, not wanting to listen to Kunpeng's meaningless sophistry. "No matter what you say, I only believe what I see myself."
"You now hold the Demon-Summoning Banner in your hand. Even if you ask me to betray the Demon Emperor, I have no choice but to obey for the sake of my life, don't I?" Kunpeng mocked fearlessly. Indeed, he was indignant.
“You’re right, your life is in my hands. I advise you not to act rashly. If you dare to betray Dijun, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
Kunpeng's face turned pale and then red after Chang Hao pointed it out. "Where did you get the idea that I betrayed the Demon Emperor? That's nonsense."
Chang Hao sneered, "You called Di Jun the Demon Emperor in front of me, which shows that you actually acknowledge him as the Demon Emperor in your heart."
“Even if you accept him, resentment will often surface in your heart, causing you to do things that harm others and yourself, like the recent Slaughtering Witch Sword.” Chang Hao laid bare Kunpeng’s secrets.
Kunpeng looked embarrassed, feeling utterly humiliated. "So what? What do you want? Kill me or torture me as you please. Why humiliate me? Even if you were in my position, you would be just as conflicted." In any case, he was no match for Chang Hao.
"I won't kill you, I'm just giving you a choice." Chang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the bright moon in the sky.
"What opportunity?" Kunpeng hesitated. Did Mo Changhao want him to betray the Demon Emperor? Did he really want to betray him?
"Die now, or die in battle in the future?" Chang Hao presented Kunpeng with two choices, clearly seeing Kunpeng's indecisiveness; indeed, he was an unstable factor.
Kunpeng was furious. "This is what you call an opportunity?" Kunpeng had been jumping around, even planning his betrayal, and this is it?!
"How can this not be an opportunity? The Slaughtering Witch Sword has been confirmed to be a scheme within a scheme. Di Jun has rejected the Slaughtering Witch Sword, but the leaders of the various tribes under him have varying levels of vision. There must be some short-sighted individuals who outwardly comply but inwardly defy him. I want you to pay attention to their movements. There are disloyal people around the Demon Emperor. The two must be informed in a timely manner."
"Furthermore, in the war between the Lich and the Demon, you must fight to the very end and not desert halfway. You are the Demon Master of the Demon Clan, and many members of the Demon Clan have been taught and guided by you. If you desert, it will be a huge blow to the morale of the Demon Clan."
"In the end, it's all for the Demon Emperor," Kunpeng said with a self-deprecating laugh. "Oh, no, I think Fellow Daoist Chang Hao, you're doing this for Donghuang Taiyi. You've really gone to great lengths. If Taiyi knew, he would be so moved."
"Then what can you give me? Although the Demon Emperor forced me to join the demon race at first, I haven't lacked any cultivation resources since then." Why should Kunpeng listen to him?
"Fighting to the bitter end will inevitably result in casualties. What if I die and my soul perishes? I'll die either way, so I'm not afraid of anything." Chang Hao is too naive to think he can make him obey just because he holds his life in his hands.
"Then go die now..." In these turbulent times, Chang Hao would not risk leaving an unstable element by Di Jun's side.
Kunpeng's eyes widened in fury. "Wait, I agree, I agree!" How could anyone act like this? He had just finished listing all the things the man wanted him to do, and before he could even raise the price, the man flipped the table.
Chang Hao sneered: "It would have been better if you had known this much earlier. After this is done, I will set you free. At that time, you can continue to be a member of the demon race if you want, or leave and become a wandering immortal if you want."
Kunpeng suddenly fell silent. Freedom was indeed what Kunpeng wanted.
"Be a good boy and don't do anything underhanded, or I'll make you wish you were dead," Chang Hao said, giving Kunpeng a whack before trying to appease him. "These are twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls. I'll lend them to you for now. With them, you'll have an easier time surviving on the battlefield."
"Hey, is it really just to help the Demon Emperor? No other requirements?" Kunpeng looked at the twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls in disbelief. It was just helping the demon race, and he had been doing it all along, without losing anything.
Chang Hao waved his hand and went straight down the mountain. As long as Kunpeng behaved himself, the loyalty of the people around Dijun could still be guaranteed.
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The necessary arrangements have been made. Chang Hao leaned against the flowering tree, comfortably unfolding his fan. Sure enough, doing things personally wasn't his style. It seems he still needs to raise a few more Quasi-Saints.
Chang Hao rummaged through his inventory and realized that he currently only had four Quasi-Saints—the Four Seas Dragon Kings—which was indeed a bit too few.
Yaochi is about to break through, and once she does, she will be a Great Luo Golden Immortal. If he gives her some extra help, he can quickly create a quasi-saint deputy who is loyal to him. If things go smoothly with Honglian, he will have two quasi-saint deputy deities.
"The Styx River can't hold on much longer. I'll be right back." Chang Hao calculated that it was time to bestow his grace. Any later and the Styx River would be in grave danger. He wanted a normal Styx River, not a crazy one.
"Why are you going out again? Master has clearly stated that sages must not interfere in the affairs of the primordial world. You have been making too many moves lately. What if you anger Master?" Yuanshi gently picked up the fallen flower that had landed on Chang Hao's hair, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.
"It's alright. The Dao Ancestor was talking about a sage, and I'm not a sage. Everything I'm doing now is permitted by the Dao Ancestor."
He and the Demon Ancestor are battling remotely; I'm merely an intermediary, helping the Dao Ancestor with some arrangements. What could possibly happen to me?"
The highest level of deception is self-deception. Chang Hao has told so many lies that he himself has come to believe them.
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